Harry's favorite breakfast food was oatmeal and banana with apple slices to the side. He absolutely hated pumpkin juice and prefered to have his sippy cup filled with milk. Today, however, he was stuck with banana-kiwi yogurt and some complimentary slices of strawberry. Because of Minerva's busy schedule with final exams coming up, little Harry joined her at the head table in a high chair.

This would be the first time that the students saw Harry since he had started residing with Minerva. They knew, of course, that he was living in the castle. They had occasionally heard him playing in Minerva's office, which was connected to her classroom, and the Gryffindors all knew that if you went to Minerva's rooms around 7:30 at night you would probably hear angry crying, as that was Harry's bath time. But this was the first time many, if not all, of them had seen Harry in person.

Harry was a vocal and studious eater. He could feed himself but he did it slowly and with care. He had a little spoon that was in the shape of a dragon that he would speak to in between bites. He would eat a slice of strawberry, consult with the spoon-dragon and then scoop a bit of yogurt. It was was a lengthy affair but he was happy and he ate with minimal fuss so Minerva saw no problem with it.

During this complicated routine Harry saw something out of the corner of his eye.

"Aun' Min!" He exclaimed at his guardian.

"Mm, yes Harry?" She asked, focused on her own meal.

"Min'! Min'! Oo aah!" Harry tried to get her attention to see what he was looking at.

Minerva looked over but could not see what he was looking at. Still...

"That's nice hun. Why don't you finish up your strawberries?"

Harry looked down at his food and complied. He ate two slices of strawberry but then looked back up at what had caught his attention.

He tried again to get Minerva's attention but she was occupied with a student who had come up to the table with something. He looked to his other side but, the little man who could make the nice sparkles was dozing. With everyone else around him otherwise occupied, Harry decided to take matters into his own hands.

Elizabeth, a first year Ravenclaw muggleborn, had her routine down pat. She woke in the morning, did her hair, spelled her teeth, and rushed down with her backpack to The Great Hall for breakfast and last minute studying. She had just finished her morning toast and jam and was just about ready to start on her revisions. With final exams coming up she wanted to be prepared for anything. Which is why it was alarming to look beside her and see her backpack skipping down the aisle between Ravenclaw and Hufflepuff table. Shocked she could only watch as the bunny backpack made it to the head table and shimmed itself up onto the table itself.

Harry kicked his legs in excitement and screeched happily as he pulled the backpack the rest of the way towards him. Hugging it closely to himself he screeched again.

"Loo' Aun' Min'! 'Unny!" He exclaimed patting Minerva on the arm.

Minerva looked over and sure enough Harry had acquired a stuffed bunny, though by the straps on the bunny's back it also served as a pack of some kind.

"That's nice Harry, where did you get it from?" She asked

"'Unny 'ome!" Harry explained

"You don't say.." Minerva said looking around the table to see if there were any missing plates, jams, or implements. She was interrupted by a quiet cough. Minerva looked up to see Elizabeth Jamison.

"Um, Professor. I.. um.. That's my backpack there." She explained

"Oh! Oh, Harry summoned your bunny?"

"Yea, it would be fine but my inhaler's in there along with my books and notes. So I kinda need it."

Minerva nodded looking over to Harry who was engaging the backpack in a wonderful game of bang-against-the-table.

"Harry." Minerva called sternly.

"Mmm. 'Es?" Harry asked looking up from his game.

"Elizabeth would like her backpa- I mean bunny back." She explained.

"Oh..."

"Can you give it back?"

"Nnoo.." he whined but seeing Minerva's stern look said, "Otay."

He reached up and pushed the twitching bunny backpack across the table, in between plates, bowls, and jars, into Elizabeth's waiting hands and then sat back in his chair in a sulk.

"There you go Miss Jamison. Hope everything is okay with it."

"Oh, yes Professor! Thank you." She said turning to go back to her table still wrangling the active backpack.

"Wait- before you go, Harry has something he needs to say." She turned to Harry, "Harry, you need to apologize to Miss Jamison because you took her bunny without asking. So, say sorry."

"So'y 'Lisabe'" Harry said sulkily.

"Thank you Harry," Elizabeth said clutching her bag as it slowly calmed down. "Maybe next semester we can play with it together?" She mentioned looking up to Professor McGonagall for permission.

"That would be wonderful. And Miss Jamison the enchantment should wear off by the end of the day."

Elizabeth returned to her table to start her studying. Meanwhile Minerva summoned one of Harry's own toys to keep him occupied and went back to her own breakfast.

For Harry's first Breakfast in the Great Hall it was relatively incident free.